Chapter 1260 You Should Protect Your World by Yourself

Aloela knows that for real sins, simple repentance cannot offset the damage caused. Only thorough purification can restore balance to the universe.

"It's not that you know you're wrong, you just know you're afraid!"

The red karma fire was like an angry giant beast, swallowing him completely.

The body and soul of Chakravartin were reduced to nothingness in the flames, leaving only a dark nothingness and silence.

With the fall of King Chakravartin, the pure white space also began to collapse.

The cracks around him grew bigger and bigger, and eventually the entire space turned into nothingness.

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In this chaos, Arora's figure slowly emerged. She was no longer the warrior driven by hatred and anger, but a ghost who had lost all emotional support, leaving only emptiness and confusion.

Her eyes lost their former brightness, as if they were two dry springs, reflecting no reflection, only a dead darkness.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap."

Suddenly, applause rang out in the void, breaking the dead silence.

Aloila looked up suddenly and saw Chang Wei, Scathach and others walking out of the crack in the void.

"teacher……"

Arora's voice was weak and trembling. She looked at Chang Wei, and her emptiness and confusion completely disappeared at that moment, replaced by an indescribable attachment and reluctance.

She knew that she was about to leave this world and everything she loved, including the teacher who existed like a father.

The fall of the Chakravartin King not only means the end of an era, but also an unprecedented change.

The huge karma he accumulated was like a collapsed mountain, dissipating into nothingness with his death.

But the more far-reaching influence is that Chakravartin himself is the core and source of the power of mantra in the world.

His disappearance directly led to the disappearance of the power of the mantra, and those beings such as the gods and demons who relied on the power of the mantra were also facing an unprecedented crisis.

Although ordinary gods have lost their divine power, their souls and bodies can be transformed into humans and continue to live on in the human world.

However, for those beings like Asura, the situation is completely different. They were essentially dead, and it was Chakravartin who used the power of mantra to pull them back from the underworld and give them a second life.

Now, without Chakravartin, they will inevitably come to an end.

Aloela's situation is also not optimistic. In order to kill the Chakravartin King, she gave up the power of the mantra and even used her own body and soul as fuel to ignite the immeasurable fire of karma.

Although this flame eventually engulfed the Wheel King, it also cost Alola her life.

At this moment, she was just an echo of karma that was about to dissipate into nothingness.

Arora's eyes gradually regained a trace of clarity from the emptiness and confusion, but this clarity was mixed with indescribable sadness and relief.

She knew that she was about to enter the same fate as the Chakravartin King and become another ray of wind that was about to dissipate in the universe.

Her body began to become transparent, as if she would merge into this void at any time. Only her eyes, which were still shining, revealed the struggle and reluctance deep in her heart.

She suddenly realized that although she was about to die, at this last moment, she could see the person she respected the most, and she felt an inexplicable satisfaction in her heart.

Chang Wei slowly walked up to Arora. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Arora's head. This action was simple yet powerful, as if it could penetrate the void and touch her deepest soul.

Arora was surprised. She had obviously lost her soul, but she could still feel the warmth of Chang Wei's palm. It was an indescribable comfort and strength. Chang Wei's touch made her seem to have regained the touch of life.

"You did a great job, Allura."

"You used your own life to exchange for the balance and tranquility of the world. This is a great thing that cannot be described in any language."

His words were full of recognition and encouragement for Aloela.

Arora's eyes were moist, and she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that true courage is not being fearless, but being able to persist in one's beliefs and make the right choice in the face of fear and death.

"Teacher...thank you."

Arora's voice was slightly choked, and she wanted to say more.

It seems like there are thousands of things I want to say, but I don’t know where to start.

She looked at Chang Wei, her heart filled with reluctance and nostalgia.

Arora looked at Chang Wei, her eyes full of attachment to this person who was both a teacher and a friend.

She knew that she was about to face an irreversible fate - to become a part of nothingness and say goodbye to this world full of color and warmth forever.

She tried to make her voice firmer, but her throat seemed to be tightly locked by invisible chains, and every word seemed so heavy and difficult.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but they never fell.

Aloela no longer sheds tears, her soul is gradually peeling off, and the liquid that can express emotions is also dissipating.

What does she want to say, is it endless gratitude to the teacher, or regret for not being able to fulfill her dream?

Is it a longing for the future or a nostalgia for the past? Her heart was full of mixed feelings and thoughts, but they could only turn into silent sighs.

Scathach stood aside, revealing a complex emotion in her eyes. Although she did not show obvious sadness, her deep eyes hid deep concern and reluctance for her disciples.

Scathach has long been accustomed to the departure of her disciples. Whether it is going to a distant place to perform a mission or facing a more unpredictable fate, she faces it with an almost detached attitude.

However, this time is different. What Alora faces is a complete disappearance, a shore that she can never reach again.

"Alora, you are the pride of all of us."

Scathach said seriously. Scathach knew that Chang Wei would not sit idly by. He would always find a way to create miracles. She never doubted this.

"Teacher, Teacher Scathach, and Teacher Denise, Teacher Esdeath..."

Alora's voice was weak, but full of power.

"Thank you, thank you for your company and support. Please continue to protect this world for me, so that it will always be full of love and peace."

As Alora's words fell, her figure began to blur, like a dewdrop gently wrapped in the morning mist, gradually losing its physical outline, as if it would dissipate with the wind at any time.

A faint sadness filled the air, and even the dust floating in the air seemed to feel the pain of parting and became extremely heavy.

"That won't work. You should protect your world by yourself. I, the teacher, am very busy."